Eventually, the party comes to an end at about 2 am in the morning, and everyone goes back to their dorms, Ms. Hinton's boyfriend, David comes over and picks her up so that she doesn't get arrested for drunk driving. I stand in the hallway and wait for them to turn down the corner before I walk back into the dorm. I walk around the area, cleaning up leftover trash and junk and throwing it away. When I'm done, I head back into the short walkway to my room and open the door. Dallas sits on the bed, same, position as earlier. As soon as he hears me come in, he looks up and stares at me, eyes blank and icy. "Where'd you go?" He says, standing up and walking over to me. I walk forward and talk back, "why should you care about what I do?" I say, drunk and sluggish. He stares at me blankly, almost as if he's offended by my statement. "What? Dally. You look at me like you're offended. I'm the one that should be offended. Not you. You said I was yours. Then you broke it. How could you lie like that?" I say quietly. We're both drunk as hell, we look like messes. But it doesn't matter. He starts to talk and I start to walk away. Before I know it, he's yelling at me. But I don't fucking care. He didn't care about his promise. Soon, we're both screaming incoherent sentences at each other. "BUT I DIDNT THINK YOU WANTED TO BE WITH ME ANYMORE. YOU ACT LIKE IM NOTHING TO YOU. NOTHING. SO I STOPPED BELIEVING. SO I STOPPED. I PRETENDED IT WASNT REAL. IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT?!" he breaks. It stops my yelling. I stare at him. I don't even process it fully. "I did it because I love you. I have only known you for what? Three fucking weeks?! I don't know. But I do know that I love you. But I though you didn't love me back. It's all this stupid cliche thing. I get it. If you don't love me back, just say it. I won't bother you anymore..." I stand there in shock. It's true. This is such a cliche love story. I don't even know what to say. My life's a cliche. He has tears in his eyes, his face grim when he whispers softly,"...so that's how it's gonna be. Wow." he chuckles coldly. "I... I don't know. I don't know..." I whisper quietly, at a loss for knowledge. He leans towards me," how do you not know, Johnny?! I thought you needed me-" I interupt him,"Dally! I don't fucking know! Man, I'm not an Einstein. I'm trying." I shout at him. I sigh in frustration. He stands there in silence. I stand here in silence. This silence is too violent. We're too violent. We stand here together in this silent dorm room...staring silently into the other's eyes as we try to decipher what is going on in the other's head. I break the eye contact. "I'm sorry" I whisper breathlessly. He's still standing there, covering his eyes with his arm. He uncovers his eyes. The silence in the room seems to get less tense. His arms drop to his side. "I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry. I hate it." He cries out, his voice wavering at the end. He's broken. I'm broken. We're standing here in the silence of this broken college cliche. It's hard. Life's hard.
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FanfictionA quiet black-haired nerd named Johnny meets his college roommate that is intimidating and attractive named Dallas. As they build up the relationship, things happen and stuff is intense.
